Jason Silver

Lyrics

Unless the Lord builds the house,
Those who build it labour in vain.
Unless the Lord guards the city,
The guard keeps watch in vain.

Unless the Lord builds the house,
Those who build it labour in vain.
Unless the Lord guards the city,
The guard keeps watch in vain.

It is in vain that you rise up early,
In vain you go late to your rest,
Eating the bread of anxious toil;
For he provides while you're asleep.

Sons are indeed a heritage from Him,
The fruit of the womb, the Lord's reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
Are the children of one’s youth.

Unless the Lord builds the house,
Those who build it labour in vain.
Unless the Lord guards the city,
The guard keeps watch in vain.

Happy is the man who has his quiver full of children.
He won't be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies
In the gate.

Unless the Lord builds the house,
Those who build it labour in vain.
Unless the Lord guards the city,
The guard keeps watch in vain.

Released December 6th, 2019